KIMMY GIBBLER
This is a work of lesbian celebrity fiction. The characters are borrowed, without permission, from the ABC-television sitcom, Full House (1987-1995). The lesbian sexual situations existed only in the imagination of the author. If you are offended by an underage girl engaging in sex with a grown woman, please stop reading immediately.
(Lesbian Celebrity)
The year was 1990, Kimmy Gibbler was then a 14-year-old in the 8th grade. The young teen had lived next door to the Tanner family all of her young life, and similarly-aged, D.J. Tanner, had been her best friend since preschool.
Puberty had been a somewhat awkward experience for Kimmy. Slender, to the point of being skinny, the sharp-tongued teenager clumsily tried to appear "cool" by wearing outrageous, multi-colored outfits. All of this was used as a distraction by the strawberry-blonde teenage girl. What Kimmy was actually trying to hide was that she had finally concluded that she was solely attracted to women and girls.
Her somewhat pudgy, kind-hearted best friend, D.J., thankfully, was not among the girls that Kimmy was crushing upon. Kimmy just didn't think of D.J. in that way.
One of the benefits of living next door to the Tanners' was that it gave Kimmy a bird's eye view of the bevy of sexy women that eagerly fell into handsome, black-haired, Jesse Katsopolis' bed. Kimmy pretended to have a puppy-love crush on "Uncle Jesse" in order to more easily scope out his typically big-breasted, long-legged girlfriends who were all in their early 20's. Each big-haired girl seemed to wear a shorter, tighter, sluttier dress than the other.
At night, Kimmy would often masturbate to her sexual fantasies involving the luscious young women. In her dreams, the naked, sexy, buxom women couldn't seem to get enough of Kimmy Gibbler, or resist her skinny, underdeveloped body.
Recently, Jesse had become engaged to pretty brunette, Rebecca "Becky" Donaldson, Danny Tanner's co-host on the Wake Up San Francisco daytime television show.
Inarguably beautiful, Becky was very different from the women that Jesse had previously dated. Primly attractive, Becky had a bright, easy personality, but was by no means the busty, big-haired, party girl that Jesse usually banged and then moved on from.
25-year-old Becky wasn't the typical Playboy Playmate-type that Kimmy usually fantasized about, but she too soon fell in the love, or lust, with the sunny, fresh-faced, 5'5" Becky Donaldson.
Wake Up San Francisco was broadcast each weekday morning at 9:00 a.m. With his daughters in school, they were rarely able to watch the show. The previous night, Danny had surprised his daughter, D.J., with the news that one of her favorite musical artists, Stacey Q, would be performing on the show the next morning.
Generously, Danny suggested that D.J. could be excused from school for the day to attend the broadcast. Reluctantly, he also agreed that Kimmy could come along too.
Two years earlier, D.J. and Kimmy had been punished for skipping school to get Stacey Q's autograph at a local mall. Posters of the sexy blonde, now redhead, still adorned the bedroom walls of the 8th grade girls.
In anticipation of seeing the sexy pop singer the next morning, Kimmy plunged her fingers beneath her cotton panties that night. Furiously masturbating, the skinny 14-year-old imagined Stacey Q kissing and licking her way along Kimmy's lithe, naked body.
D.J. and Kimmy arrived at the television studio with Danny early the next morning. Seeing Becky, D.J. gave Uncle Jesse's fiancé a friendly hug, being careful not to wrinkle the TV talk show host's dress, or smear her carefully done makeup.
Becky hadn't realized that the two junior high school girls were such big fans of Stacey Q, telling them that she had previously met the pop singer a couple of years back when the artist was on tour, and Becky was doing the local news in her native Nebraska. "She's really nice, and friendly," Becky assured the excited 14-year-olds.
Danny reminded the two young girls that although he knew that they were hyped up to see Stacey Q, they needed to nevertheless be on their best behavior. Even Kimmy took the admonition to heart.
Kimmy and D.J. took their places in the front row of the small studio audience. They madly applauded when Stacey Q appeared from backstage and performed her 1986 hit, Two of Hearts. Stacey, naturally, had made numerous personal appearances on local television shows during her career, and was well acquainted with the familiar format. Putting on her biggest, toothy smile, she walked toward the always-genial hosts to shake their hands, and engage in the same-old banal patter.
As she smiled and waved to the small studio audience of mainly older people, Stacey Q momentarily looked genuinely stunned. "Rebecca?!" the popstar sputtered. "Rebecca Donaldson?!" Stacey excitedly asked, then gave the pretty, brunette cohost an expansive, genuine hug.
D.J. and Kimmy looked at each other in disbelief. Becky was most certainly not exaggerating, she actually knew the sexy, redhaired popstar.
Rather than the usual scripted banter, Danny stood wordlessly while the famous singer attempted to catchup with the attractive, daytime talk show host. "How long have you been in San Francisco, Becky?" she asked. "Oh God, it's so good to see you," Stacey Q gushed, slightly embarrassing Rebecca with another heartfelt bearhug.
Before the 60-minute show ended, Stacey and her band performed another song, Heartbeat, which was struggling to make its mark up the Billboard charts.
As the stage lights were turned off, Becky signaled for D.J. and Kimmy to join her on the small, raised stage. Introducing the two young teens, Becky said proudly, "Stace, these are two of your biggest fans." Touching the shoulders of the 14-year-old girls, Becky said, "This is my future niece, D.J., and her best friend, Kimmy." Kimmy noticed that Stacey had seen the diamond engagement ring on Becky's finger, and seemed to be gut-punched. Nevertheless, Stacey gave each of the girls a big, friendly hug, and the promise of an autographed CD of her new album.
Kimmy could feel her whole body tingle when the popstar hugged her. Kimmy would later claim that she could feel the breasts of the gorgeous 30-year-old pressing against her little boobs.
Stacey excused herself politely, and walked backstage with Becky. The two young women were talking excitedly about old times. The junior high school girls were thrilled. However, Kimmy was left curious about a couple of things.
Danny came over and explained to the girls that he had to attend a short, post-production meeting and then he would take them out for lunch in the city. Danny asked the two teenagers to sit down somewhere until he could return.
After sitting for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only 15 minutes or so to the hyperactive teen, Kimmy ignored D.J.'s warning, and went for an exploratory walk around the TV studio, while the technicians were repositioning the lights, microphones, cameras, and equipment.
Seeing a backstage door that was labeled REBECCA DONALDSON, Kimmy peered inside the slightly ajar dressing room door. Kimmy, in her short 14-years, had never really been shocked in her young life. This time, however, she was genuinely stunned to her core: Becky was sitting on Stacey Q's mini-skirted lap, and the two women were fervently French-kissing. Although both were fully dressed, Stacey's busy hands were fervently grasping Becky's modest breasts.
Becky vainly tried to remove herself from the popstar's lap, saying that she had a postproduction meeting that she had to attend. Stacey then begged Becky to spend that night with her in her suite at the Mark Hopkins Hotel in San Francisco's Union Square. "I wouldn't miss it," Becky said with a seductive smile, giving Stacey a final, closed mouth peck on the lips before standing up to leave.
Kimmy bolted down the hallway, and the safety of D.J. Tanner.
Stacey Q had first met 23-year-old Omaha local television reporter, Rebecca Donaldson, during an extended concert tour of the Midwest. The two young women felt an instant rapport. While neither would have considered themselves lesbians, they quickly fell into bed together.
The amorous pair would find opportunities to make love whenever Stacey found herself within driving distance of Omaha. Eventually, Stacey would lose track of Becky, before finding her again on the set of Wake Up San Francisco.
Following the morning television broadcast, Stacey Q had a rare night off before headlining two nights at the 2,300-seat Warfield Theatre on San Francisco's Market Street. Fortunately for Becky, the next day's Wake Up San Francisco broadcast was being preempted for a Presidential news conference, so there would be no need for her usual early-morning wakeup.
A nervous Becky Donaldson knocked on the door of suite 1704 at the famous Union Square hotel. Although no one knew that she was in the hotel for a girl-girl hookup, Becky paranoidly felt that all eyes were watching her as she entered the lobby, and began walking directly to the hotel elevator.
Stacey opened the wooden door. She was already dressed provocatively in a short, sheer robe. Stacey's black panties and braless, B-cup breasts were easily visible beneath.
With the door closed, the 30-year-old popstar brought the 25-year-old daytime talk show host into her eager arms. Becky shyly returned Stacey's impassioned kisses. The pretty brunette had been exclusively heterosexual, and had not made love with another woman in two years.
Stacey, without hesitating, began to remove the dress of her former lover. "God, Becky, I've missed you," the popstar purred. Putting her trepidation aside, Becky's inquisitive hand entered the sheer black robe, excitedly caressing Stacey's firm, B-cup breasts.
Stacey's soft, smooth, perfumed skin felt familiar in her hand, and a welcome change from Jesse's sweaty body, and oily-haired head. While Jesse was a skilled cocksmith, Becky missed the gentleness of another girl's naked body.
Down to a silky slip beneath her tea-length dress, the sexy popstar removed her robe, and pressed her breasts into Becky's back, while kissing the brunette's neck. Stacey's hands reached over the shoulders of the pretty, Nebraska native, finding Becky's pert, pointy, A-cup boobies.
With her hands underneath the silk fabric, Stacey avidly squeezed the familiar, diminutive breasts of the talk show host. Unsaid was that Stacey, out of lust or boredom, had fucked girls as young as 14, and women as old as 48, during her seemingly endless tours of North America and Europe. Becky Donaldson, however, had remained one of Stacey's favorite paramours.
Lowering Becky's slip to the floor, her gorgeous, naked body was at last revealed. Stacey pressed her slightly larger breasts into Becky's pointy chest, and began to rotate them seductively. Becky's nipples and areolae were a milk chocolate brown, and her stomach and fit body were trim from her daily, spandex-clad aerobics exercises. Perhaps her most impressive physical feature was her toned bubble-butt.
Standing on her tiptoes, the 5'2" Stacey clutched Becky's ample butt cheeks as she continued to press her B-cup boobs against the chest of the amiable Nebraska girl. Briefly stopping, Stacey led Becky to the large, hotel room bed.
With Becky laying on her back, Stacey gently petted the pretty brunettes neatly trimmed pubic area before inserting a single finger. As the popstar probed Becky's pussy, Stacey added an additional finger, then a third.
Becky's hips were undulating and she was moaning softly as the redheaded 30-year-old methodically finger-fucked the TV show host. Becky spread her arms wide in ecstasy, while Stacey's experienced fingers were proving as effective as Jesse's big cock.
There was something about the gentleness of a woman's touch that Becky had been missing, and she willingly gave her body to the voracious popstar. While it would be incorrect to say that Becky was only on the receiving end that night, Stacey Q burrowed into Becky's pussy over and over again until the two women would eventually fall asleep in a tangled embrace.
The Tanner's had a familiar visitor that night at their home. Kimmy, having overheard Stacey Q inviting Becky to her hotel for reunion sex, as innocently as she could feign, asked Jesse where Becky was that night?
"I don't know." Jesse said to Kimmy. "She said she had something that she really needed to do tonight." Jesse didn't seem bothered, or particularly curious. Kimmy surmised that at that very moment, Stacey Q's pretty face was likely between Becky Donaldson's aerobicized thighs.
Several days after making love with the beautiful popstar, Becky was surprised one Saturday afternoon when Kimmy knocked on her apartment door. The 25-year-old was dressed simply in skin-tight jeans, and a white blouse. Curious as to why D.J.'s skinny best friend had appeared at her door, the genial woman invited Kimmy inside.
Kimmy wasted no time in getting to the point: "I saw you with your tongue down Stacey Q's throat at the television studio, and I'm pretty sure you fucked her that same night at the Mark Hopkins Hotel."
Becky turned a bright shade of red. She had never seen Kimmy like this before. Sure, Kimmy could be smart-mouthed and obnoxious, but now she was being mean and accusatory. Becky felt cornered.
"I don't think that Jesse would be happy if he heard about this. My guess is that he'd break off your engagement." Kimmy continued threateningly. Becky knew that Jesse could be a jealous hot-head, and had broken off their engagement before.
Becky didn't even try to dispute what Kimmy clearly knew. "What do you want, Kimmy?" Becky finally asked, already defeated.
To answer Becky's question, Kimmy stepped forward and squeezed one of Becky's small breasts. "I want what Stacey Q got," Kimmy definitively answered, and menacing look in her eyes.
Becky was dumbstruck. She was being blackmailed to have lesbian sex by an 8th grade girl who still rode a bicycle with a basket on the handlebars. "But, you're only 14," Becky sputtered.
"So, what?" Kimmy said, her hand still avidly fondling Becky's breast. "Why don't you take off your clothes and we can talk about it," the junior high school girl suggested. "Nobody needs to know about this," Kimmy said, trying to reassure Becky that it would be a one time thing, and then Kimmy would get off of her back.
Becky was between a rock and a hard place, and with some trepidation began to undress down to her bra and panties. Kimmy's ravenous eyes never left the attractive brunette as she opened her white blouse, and struggled to get out of her tight, form-fitting jeans.
Becky was wearing a diaphanous bra and panty set, and her brown nipples and dark pubic hair were clearly visible through the sheer fabric. Becky had never felt so naked and vulnerable in her life, and tried in vain to cover her nearly-naked body with her two hands.
"Take off my top," Kimmy ordered. She was wearing shorts, and a loud, multicolored blouse that looked like Jackson Pollack had puked all over it.
Raising her hands above her head, Becky dutifully lifted Kimmy's top. The skinny 14-year-old hadn't worn a bra. She didn't need one. Kimmy's upper torso could have been mistaken for a preteen girl. Two pink, raisin-like nipples rose from her otherwise flat chest.
Kimmy herself lowered her shorts and panties to the floor. Looking at Kimmy's skinny, naked body, Becky thought, "She's not giving me a lot to work with."
The TV show host allowed the lust-filled teen to unhook her bra. Although Becky's A-cup breasts were modest in size, they were the biggest that the junior high school girl had seen in her young life, and she squeezed and caressed them excitedly before instructing Becky to do the same with her barely-blossoming breasts.
Exhaling deeply, the pretty brunette reluctantly rubbed the tiny bumps, and angrily pulled and pinched Kimmy's pink nipples. The 14-year-old smiled as she endured the erotic pain.
Kimmy had only the tiniest wisps of light brown pubic hair topping her youthful pussy as Becky hesitantly led the naked, young teen into her bedroom.
"Take off your panties, and suck my titties," Kimmy instructed. Becky dutifully followed her orders, and encapsulated one of the 8th grader's immature nipples in her unwilling mouth, and began to suck and lick unenthusiastically.
Kimmy couldn't believe her good fortune. Her plan was actually working, and Becky seemed to be obeying her every word. Fucking Jesse's fiancée had long been a fantasy of Kimmy's. Now, it seemed to actually be coming true.
The 14-year-old petted Becky's brown hair as she continued to flick Kimmy's pink nipples with her tongue.
Satisfied with Becky's effort, Kimmy laid on her back, opened her legs, and demanded, "Now, lick!" This was too much for Becky. She had cooperated thus far, but she had reached her limit. "Kimmy, this has already gone too far," Becky said angrily.
Kimmy answered succinctly, "Fuck me like you fucked Stacey Q, or I'll tell Jesse." Becky knew she was truly trapped, and wondered just how far the horny 14-year-old girl would take things?
Resting on her knees, Becky's fit, attractive, bubble-butt rose in the air as she parted Kimmy's skinny, "bird-legs." Kimmy's nearly-hairless pussy was already wet in anticipation. Kimmy immediately began to moan in ecstasy as Becky warily licked the teenager's pussy.
Kimmy's enthusiastic reaction slowly became a turn-on to the 25-year-old talk show host. What had started as blackmail was turning into a bit of unanticipated girl-girl fun.
The 14-year-old, with her pent-up lesbian sexual desires, was proving to be an eager recipient of Becky's experienced cunnilingus, and her orgasms were spasmodic, and came one after the other. Becky's fingers were soon engaging Kimmy in addition to her now-avid tongue.
Kimmy was surprised when Becky laid on top of the skinny girl and began passionately tongue-kissing her. The 8th grader wrapped her arms around the beautiful, brown-haired woman, and pressed Becky's A-cup breasts tightly against her flat chest. "Awesome," Kimmy purred. Looking up, Kimmy could see that Becky was now smiling as she rammed her crotch into Kimmy's excited pussy.
"My turn," Becky finally said. Resting her back on the headboard, Becky opened her toned legs. Becky's dark pussy was carefully trimmed, just the way Jesse liked it. Kimmy was suddenly apprehensive as she approached the grown woman. Naturally, she had never licked a pussy before in her life, and only moments before had her own pussy licked for the first time.
"Don't be shy," Becky teased, pinching one of Kimmy's nipples. Kimmy clumsily burrowed her face into Becky's pussy, which Becky tactfully pulled back on as she patiently instructed the lust-filled 8th grader on what to do. Kimmy's first effort wasn't particularly skillful, but Becky was to give Kimmy additional opportunities that afternoon, even allowing Kimmy to finger-fuck her pussy, and unexpectedly, to even lick her pink anus.
Kimmy would be a welcome sometime visitor while Becky was engaged to Jesse. After their marriage, Becky would arrange for secretive hotel trysts with her underage lover. Becky particularly enjoyed watching Kimmy's slender, naked body begin to slowly fill out during her high school years.
Neither Jesse, nor any of the Tanner's would ever learn of their discreet lesbian encounters, which even continued during Becky's pregnancy.
The End.
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